After one long day (36 hours in fact) we finally arrived in Paris via Air France. I had about 45 minutes to get off my American flight, go through passport control, get a boarding pass and meet Scott at the gate. Whew. Travel tip #1: Fly Air France. They love to feed you. Hands down, our best flight. So, we arrived at Charles de Gaulle airport and found our way to the rental car, our beloved VW Polo, or the “Polka Dot” as I affectionately termed it. You be the judge.
We opted to get the navigation system. I’m quite positive that if we hadn’t, we’d still be finding our way back to Paris. “Jane” – our British-accented companion – was quite charming and kept reminding Scott to drive on the right side of the road. Oh, and did I mention it was a manual? That car experience is a story unto itself. Another time. We have more important things to cover.










We walked up like a 1,000 stairs to our room on the fourth floor – evidently the monks didn’t think elevators would be useful – plopped our luggage down and headed to dinner. Without a doubt – I’ll say that again – without a doubt, the best dinner we had in France. Filet de bouef, french fries, some fantastic sauce, salad and a sweet omelet (sounds notsogood, but you’re ohsowrong). Then, we crashed for a well-deserved night of sleep.
Tomorrow, we experience a whole new version of the stairmaster, navigate French road signs and roadblocks, compare breeds of dairy cattle and spend a touching moment at Omaha Beach on the Normandy coastline.
This is sooo cool!! I’m going to Paris in May and we’re planning on taking a train to Lisiuex for the day and I can’t wait!! She was my confirmation saint and I’ve always kept close contact with her ever since and I’ve always wanted to go to Lisiuex.
Several people told me there was nothing there but I’ve found some cool information via trip adviser and your pictures are gorgeous I’m sure they don’t do the actual church justice.